The Confused Neuron

As I’m getting in bed to go to sleep tonight laying next to me is our 8 month old who, bless his heart, has another cold and next to him is the amazing woman I married two years ago.

Sometimes in our busy days we seem to forget the most wonderful things that we have in our lives. We take them for granted because we have grown accustomed to having them there day after day. I’m guilty of such transgressions In multiple areas. Two of the three most amazing things in my life are laying right next to me. The third is down the hall snoozing away in what would be a most awkward sleeping position for me.

My wife is the most incredible woman I’ve ever had the pleasure of knowing. She was that way well before she became my wife and she became doubly so after she became a mama. If I ever needed proof that superheros existed I’d just have to look at her. She does so much for this family it makes my head spin. She goes above and beyond every day, goes until she’s got no more energy left to give and then goes some more. She sacrifices herself for our boys. Loses good sleep to keep our sick ones propped up so they can breathe easier when they’re so congested. She is the boys’ alarm clock during the week, she shuttles them around, packs their lunch, works a full day of work, gets them to doctor’s appointments when needed, gets Brae to karate on time after school at the expense of ripping her hair out because of traffic. Then she’ll bring them home and work some more being the awesome mom she is. She does all this and more and puts up with a incredibly irritating at times husband who, at 28 with two kids and a mortgage, decided to go back to school to become a doctor and she really asks nothing for herself except for a glass of wine at the end of the day.

How does she do it and retain even a shred of sanity? I haven’t a clue. I couldn’t do it, I’m no match for her. But she does it every day and I never want her to feel like she’s taken for granted. She’s gotta be the strongest force I’ve ever dared to reckon with and I wouldn’t have it any other way.

She’s given me this incredible family to spend the rest of my life with and I want her to know how special she is and how thankful I am for all that she does every day. She’s the absolute best and I wouldn’t be surprised a bit if tomorrow I found out she could fly and bend steel with her bare hands. I married the most incredible woman on the earth and she’s my hero. Thank you for everything you do.

I love you forever and forever again!

After a relaxing long weekend with the family it’s back to work unfortunately.  You can always tell when you have a holiday weekend because Monday is just insane.  It also doesn’t help that we have a full moon happening tomorrow, so all the loonies were coming out in force today.  I can’t wait to see what tomorrow’s like!  (please note sarcasm)

Anyway, this past weekend was really fun.  I think Brae nearly swam his legs off.  There was much ooohing and ahhing over Finn as he made the rounds to both families.  It was his first 4th of July how could there not be a fuss?  We didn’t make it out to see fireworks in person this year.  I think Finn might be a little too little for them.  He’s used to hearing loud noises (translation: Christy sneezing) but I think combined with the flashing lights and what not, it may have been too much for him.  So after we got back from the Willeys’ Saturday evening we settled in and watched the fireworks on TV.  No they weren’t quite the same as seeing them in person but it was nice to end the holiday like that.  Finn slept through most of it but I think he’ll be really excited to see fireworks next year.

Braeden was showing off his awesome swimming talent!  Did you know he can swim in the shallow end without his vest on?  Yep!  AND he can touch the floor of the pool too.  He’s getting so big.  It’s hard to believe he’ll be starting school in the fall.  I don’t understand how time goes by so fast.  Finn’s been here for all of 8 weeks (almost) and he’s changed so much.  We have a picture of him when he was 1 day old on the wall in the living room and I look at it and look at him now and shake my head.  No I have no clue where the time goes…and it’s only been 2 months.  I can’t even imagine how it’ll feel in 10 years.  Yeah I don’t want to talk about that right now.

So yes!  Brae can swim like the dickens!  Finn is just busy changing daily.  Christy and I are doing well and Mya has been busy rolling in the grass and smelling up the place.  Like usual =)

Pictures from the weekend can be found of Christy’s Flickr page (where else?)  Hope everyone had a great holiday weekend!

So it’s 1:30 in the morning and I have to work today. What am I doing you ask? I’m holding Finn right now in the hope that Christy can get a little more sleep. He was due to eat at midnight and he’s been stirring as I’ve held him but all in all he’s been pretty calm.

Christy is practically getting no sleep these days since Finn has one heck of an appetite. I wish there was something I could do to help her out but right now there isn’t. I’m not equipped to feed him. Not until we switch to formula a little later down the road.

I don’t really know how she functions on no sleep. I’m cranky as all get out if I don’t get a few consecutive hours. Just ask her. She’s seen me running on little sleep and it ain’t pretty.

Anyway as I sit here rocking back and forth listening to Finn sleep and tapping away on my phone I really don’t mind being awake at this hour. Not if the reason I’m awake is laying in my arms.

Happy Father’s Day indeed.

I was woken up this morning by shouts of “HAPPY FATHER’S DAY!” and Christy, Brae and Finn plopping down on the bed next to me with hands full of gifts.  A nice way to be greeted in the morning!  I’ll tell you it’s a great feeling.   So, in my reusable WalMart shopping bag, Brae gave me a new picture of him framed in different colored popsicle sticks, all colors chosen by him of course, a coffee mug with his handprints on it and his name (which I used this morning for my coffee), a “Weather Rock” which is exactly what it sounds like.  It was painted by Braeden himself and came with instructions on how to use it.  Hang it outside and…if it’s wet, it’s raining, if it’s white it’s snowing, if it’s moving, it’s windy, if it’s warm it’s sunny outside and if it’s missing, you’ve been ripped off.  Now is that perfect for my sense of humor or what?  Brae (and his Gram) know me quite well.  I also got a homemade Father’s Day card from Brae with Superman on the front and inside it says “You’re my superhero”.  That’s going on the wall. =o)

From Christy and Brae I got three tickets to the Rascal Flatts concert in September!  How awesome is that?  Finn will be one day shy of 4 months old then and if he’s feeling up to it, he’ll be joining us on the lawn for the show.  I totally didn’t expect to get concert tickets for Father’s Day.  It was a complete surprise and I’m already looking forward to it.  I wasn’t planning on going to any concerts anytime soon since Finn is here but we’ll see how it goes in a few months.  I think it’ll be a lot of fun for us.  I also received the movie “Defiance” with Daniel Craig.  It looks really cool, I’ll have to figure out when to watch it.  Hmm…also got a pack of Reese’s Peanut Butter Cups and a baggie full of candy.  Just my style.

So, so far it’s been a great Father’s Day weekend for me.  Just hanging out with no plans really other than making the rounds to visit all the Dad’s and Granddad’s which we’ll be doing shortly.  Happy Father’s Day to all.

Both boys are growing like weeds.  Finnegan is probably at 10 pounds already.  He’s begun not fitting into the newborn size diapers already and we’re going to have to go a size up now.  He’s eating like … well he’s got an appetite that beats out any one of us, that’s for sure.  He’s like clockwork every two hours and you can tell if he’s late in eating because his belly starts rumbling like a freight train going by.

Brae’s in the “I’m clumsy and tripping over the floor” stage as he’s getting taller.  It’s almost like his legs are moving faster than he thinks they are.  He’ll get up and start walking and trip over the carpet or he’ll be walking in a straight line and suddenly one of his legs will hit the pack’n'play on the floor.  I’m sure it’ll get worse.  We’ll just have to have plenty of band-aids and ice packs on hand.

Finnegan seems to have trouble pooing lately.  He gets very uncomfortable when he has to go (hey, who doesn’t?) and then really struggles to fire away.  We usually have to get him on the floor and work his legs like he’s peddling a bicycle to help him go and that usually works.  He’s also learned where his thumb is on his hands.  He has not, however, mastered the art of getting it in his mouth.  Usually he’ll end up trying to eat his fist or another part of his arm, did I mention he gave himself a little blood blister on his arm because of how hard he chomped down on it?  I fear this guy when he starts sprouting teeth.  Right now he’s swinging in his little swing making random noises.  He’s dressed in his moo-cow onesie and appears content with rocking back and forth.

Christy’s been amazing.  I don’t really know how she can do all she does running on practically no sleep.  I am getting more sleep than she is and I feel delirious at times, I can’t imagine how she feels.